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"It's all right, baby. He won't hurt you any more, an' we're goin' across the creek to Mister Roger's cabin, an' you'll be happy there. You'll be happy " Her voice choked full, and her mother-heart seemed to break inside her, just as life had gone out of that other mother's heart when the baby died.

To the boy she would be a mother indeed; to lead him in the paths of truth and loyalty and manliness and the fear of God it was a priceless privilege, and already her mother-heart yearned to begin the task. And then after the flow came the ebb. Why had he chosen her?

"I told her that the sooner everybody knew the better; and I went out of the room, and came to you as I always do as I always have done, ever since " Her voice broke in the first sob. "Ah!" cried the voice of the mother-heart she crept to, as the long arms in the loose black serge sleeves went out and folded her close, "ah, if I might be always here for you to run to! But God knows best!"

Lady Greystoke suffered far greater anguish than any other of the castaways, for the blow to her hopes and her already cruelly lacerated mother-heart lay not in her own privations but in the knowledge that she might now never be able to learn the fate of her first-born or do aught to discover his whereabouts, or ameliorate his condition a condition which imagination naturally pictured in the most frightful forms.

The Asa-queen smiled in the glad pride of her mother-heart, and said, "Yes, every thing shows honor to the best of Odin's sons; for neither metal nor wood nor stone nor fire nor water will touch Balder to do him harm." "Is it true, then," asked Loki, "that every thing has made an oath to you, and promised not to hurt your son?"

She's busy bathing or nursing, or, she's just hovering over the precious morsel of humanity when there's really nothing needing to be done. And the babe's eyes catch her own and a smile comes, the first smile of recognition. And the mother-heart gives a glad leap. She murmurs to herself, "Oh, baby knows me!" And when the father comes home that night she greets him with, "Baby knew me to-day."

Hers was mother-heart clear through; her satchel had been disturbed to the depths in her search for remedies long faithful in alleviating ministration; her camphor bottle lay on the floor, impulsively struck from her kind hand by the convulsed woman. The sweet-faced college girl who sat opposite had just finished a year in physiology and this was her first opportunity to use her new knowledge.

Only the good see goodness, only the lover sees love. A mother would convey to her little daughter some full sense of the motherly feeling that yearns within her, but how can it be done? In just one way: let that daughter grow up and have children of her own, then she will know how her mother felt. Would we know something of the Divine Mother-heart?

Brand had found in Hugh Gordon and the affection he plainly longed to give and receive, a young man fashioned so much more after her spirit than was her own son that her mother-heart yearned to enfold him also in its love. It grieved her deeply to know how intense was the bitterness between them. "If they could only both be my boys, and be good friends," she said to Penelope, with brimming eyes.

It seemed during this time as if she had forgotten the faithful nurse who for years had willingly sacrificed the pleasures of her days and the sleep of her nights, to lavish upon the child of her anxiety all that her mother-heart still contained, which was naught save love. Els doubtless noticed it, but with no bitter or sorrowful thoughts. She and the beloved dying woman understood one another.